My Mom Showed Me Jesus

Mother's DayI love my dad. My dad is a pastor. He taught me about Jesus. Every night after dinner, he read Bible stories to us as children. Every Sunday, he stood in front of church and told me about the wonders of God’s love. He taught me catechism and helped me memorize Bible verses. My dad taught me about Jesus.

My mom showed me Jesus.

She showed me Jesus every Sunday as she got seven little kids ready for church all by herself. She showed me Jesus as she sat alone in the pew trying to listen, while simultaneously wiping our noses, keeping us still, and helping us find our place in the hymnal. Keeping seven kids still in church is like herding cats.

My mom showed me Jesus by not letting me run amok in my sinful nature. She showed me his love as she spanked me with the paddle. (My mom didn’t have much kick to her spankings so she cut off the rubber string and ball from a paddle ball racket and used that.) My mom showed me Jesus by giving me a hug after every spanking.

My mom showed me Jesus as she bandaged my wounds and kissed my booboos. She showed me Jesus as she prayed with me every night, “Jesus Savior wash away… Now I lay me down to sleep… God bless mommy and daddy…” She showed me Jesus as she hugged me when I was afraid and told me Jesus was with me.

Our modern world expects so much of mothers. They need to be supermoms who keep up with all the creative crafts and meals they see on Pinterest. They have to make sure their kids have gluten-free and organic diets. They have to be taxi drivers making sure their kids get to every soccer practice, ballet rehearsal and spelling bee. They have to clean up messes and pick up shoes. And in our modern society, oftentimes, they also have to work a part-time or full-time job as well.

When they struggle – when the gluten-free and organic diet gets replaced with McDonald’s and Pizza Hut, when they have to say no to ballet or soccer because there is no time, when the house is a mess and they are too tired to move – guilt crushes their souls.

Mom, allow me to show you Jesus. He has forgiven all your failings as a mother. He is with you. He is watching over your children. He works through even your imperfect efforts to raise your children. You don’t have to be supermom.

Don’t think you have to give your children the perfect childhood. Just show them Jesus. That is the greatest gift you could ever give them.

This Sunday is Mother’s Day. For one day a year, our mothers and grandmothers are sainted. We gush about the importance of motherhood and praise their virtues. No matter what issues we have with our moms, for one day a year, we push them aside and tearfully muse about how wonderful they are.

Actually, though, neither of my parents are perfect. I love them dearly, but like me they are flawed severely by sin. On this Mother’s Day, I am not going to wax poetic about the virtues of motherhood. I am not going to elevate my mother to sainthood. Rather I am going to thank God for her because she gave me what was most important.

She showed me Jesus.

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  15 comments for “My Mom Showed Me Jesus

  1. Siana
    May 7, 2015 at 9:11 am

    Fantastic!

    • schroera
      May 7, 2015 at 9:11 am

      Thank you.

  2. Laura R. Charron
    May 7, 2015 at 1:06 pm

    My dad drove a truck. Didn’t become a Christian until I was 17. He tried to make up for things he couldn’t & didn’t need to make up for. If I didn’t have the same sort of Mom – I wouldn’t have survived my Dad’s first years. Thanx for reminding me.

  3. Jean
    May 7, 2015 at 4:21 pm

    Beautiful message!

  4. Kim Lahaie Day
    May 7, 2015 at 4:42 pm

    This touched me deeply. Thank you for writing it.

  5. May 7, 2015 at 9:15 pm

    This is absolutely beautiful!

    • schroera
      May 7, 2015 at 10:18 pm

      Thank you all for such encouraging comments!

  6. Tom
    May 7, 2015 at 10:36 pm

    Well said

  7. May 9, 2015 at 8:35 am

    Thank you for this beautiful blog and its message! Would it be possible, however, for you to remove the name of a particular greeting card company that you used, and to revise the surrounding paragraph of your blog? For me, this part of your blog and its implied criticism detract from your emphasis and central theme of knowing Jesus through the loving actions of others. Use of a specific business name here might also be considered a trademark violation that could possibly result in the company’s action against you.

    Although your positive intention in writing this section seems clear, I believe the written word still has great value–whether it appears in the BIble, in a published blog, or in the imperfect and increasingly rare handwritten message.

    Thank you for considering my thoughts!

    • Elisabeth Nelson-Smith
      January 10, 2017 at 7:50 pm

      To the author: thank you for making changes. Your blog is still beautiful, and is complete as it stands. Please feel free to delete my comments.

  8. Ganzie
    May 13, 2015 at 11:35 am

    Amazing 🙂

    • schroera
      May 13, 2015 at 11:37 am

      Thank you.

  9. May 6, 2016 at 1:43 pm

    The wonderful faithfulness of a mother/caretaker can’t be replaced. May we always thank to Lord of endowing women with compassion, gentleness and unconditional, undying love! Thanks for sharing Andrew. This blessed my heart. O yeah, beautiful words of sentiment of your father too!

  10. Pattie
    May 13, 2017 at 10:54 am

    Thank You Andrew. This is my 4th Mother’s Day without my precious Momma but I thank God, she too showed me Jesus!! 😊🙏

  11. Linda Zielke
    May 14, 2017 at 5:06 pm

    Thanks Andy for the wonderful tribute to your Mother, she is an amazing woman and friend. I’m amazed how she kept it all together with the seven kids but again she had Jesus every step of the way.

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